A scruffy salt-and-pepper Murray Bartlett wearing sweaters and leather pants (and memorably, as seen above, less) hanging out among bookshelves -- are the people at Mr Porter trying to murder me? These photos (via) might as well be a dagger in my heart, or if not exactly my heart, somewhere below the neck anyway. But they can twist this dagger because I like the way it penetrates, I do.(Sidenote: No I haven't caught up with Murray's turn on The Last of Us yet -- I'm not sure I'm watching that show, I didn't like the pilot. We'll see. I know this recent episode was supposed to be good and very gay so I could be convinced...) Aaaaanyway now that we've fetishized full penetration already today -- hello! I'm back from my Virtual Sundance Adventure of the past ten days, and will be up and blogging again today. That's not to say I'm through with Sundance -- I have several reviews that have gone up already that I need to point you towards and I will have several more coming out in the week ahead to do the same with. But I will also do other stuff too, i.e. the nonsense you expect from me on a daily basis. Like some ogling or Murray Bartlett's bare arms perhaps? Perhaps if you hit the jump you'll find out...
Monday, January 30, 2023
Good Morning, World
Who? Jason Adams When? 8:30 AM
Labels: gratuitous, Murray Bartlett, Shelf Fetish, Sundance
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Honestly, you can skip the 2nd episode (it's good, but not necessary) and just watch the third episode. it's really lovely and you already know enough of the story to get it.
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